So I thought that one of these days I would have to point out those waxed jeans in particular, so I picked this picture and LO AND BEHOLD WHAT A GEM. Who would have thought I’d find evidence of Mr. Hiddleston’s SEVERE AND I MEAN TRAGICALLY CONSPICUOUS ANGELINA JOLIE LEG SYNDROME. Never change Tom. Never start closing your legs.
I don’t think those are leather, I think they’re those polyethylene pants people are wearing nowadays that are made to look leather-like, like waxed jeans or something. THE POINT IS THEY ARE GRAY AND SHIMMERY TOM. GRAY AND SHIMMERY. Also stop blazing a hole in my vagina with that ACTUALLY PERFECT AKA FLAWLESS AKA FREE OF BLEMISHES AKA PURE AS SNOW AKA LIKE JESUS blazer. I can’t. I’m dead. I think I’m drowning. grluururureewif jglrruuulllwd halp gekekrekgggrlll HALP.